The wind was blowing, the sky and the earth were dark, the sun had unconsciously hidden in the thick dark clouds, and the pieces of paper were blown all over the sky.

There was a kind of calm before the storm was coming.

There are too many pieces of paper, the black eye doesn't know how to form, and can protect himself without leaking, and when he slacks off a little, "pop!" A piece of paper blew on his chest, making his heart feel a little stuffy.

He grabbed and crumpled the pieces of paper, but the strange thing was that those pieces of paper seemed to be energetic, and they didn't make the black eye too tired, and his good self was shattered into slag.

When Blackeye thought he could shred all the pieces of paper with his own hands, a terrible scene occurred, and the pieces of paper were able to copy and paste themselves, and soon reverted back to the original pieces of paper.

The black eye was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and he had the illusion that he had been played.

He was taken away by the maids, and the men supported the women, intending to leave this place of right and wrong.

Their figures disappeared at the corner of the mountain road with their front feet, and the next moment they retreated backwards.

Wulinzi shouted irritably, "What are you two doing?

"Little Linzi, hurry up, run...... Yes, yes...... Big monster!"

With his voice, any of them saw an incredibly huge figure appear in the silent mountain forest.

He's huge, a big guy who looks like a monkey, a super giant.

Just some

Immediately, countless pieces of paper were like magnetic Sinan, who found something that could attract them, and their brains drifted to the black eyes.

He only killed a few maids, but these fragments tended to grow more and more, wrapping him in a dense and airtight manner.

He will not sit still, the big hammer against the paper, something is wrong, hammer down, the paper will not be broken.

He thought of fire attack.

A piece of fire rune paper spewed out a fire dragon and burned away at the paper in the sky.

In the distance, Wuchen Yi stood with his hands behind his back, and said unhappily and sadly: "Don't waste your efforts, this is not a place where you can go wild, let's retreat quickly!"

"Phew, old thing, don't think about it! It's either you or I'm dead. ”

How could he give up until the last moment? He had been waiting for this day for thousands of years!

Even if a monk lives longer than ordinary people, it will not be able to withstand the cost. He didn't want to die properly, the enemy was still living a nourishing life.

That's the biggest irony of all.

"Hmph, so stubborn, then don't blame my men for being ruthless. ”

No matter what, after all, it is the home of dustless clothes, so there will be no killer feature at all.

"Xiaowan, take them into formation!"

He gave the maid leader a kill order.

At this time, he was cold and cold, not at all like his head had been opened and he was about to die, and the smallpox mother-in-law on the side looked a little dazed.

"Dusty, you ......"

"Shhh ”

Wuchen looked deeply at Granny Smallpox, and quickly turned away.

Granny smallpox's eyes were a little misty, and she didn't know what she had done, as if she had never seen this man clearly.

His face had been hidden in the wide-brimmed hat, and she hadn't seen him for years. In my memory, the delicate-looking, sunny boy was so vague.

She doesn't know what she has been obsessed with all these years, and is there any point in doing this?

She was very dazed, just looked at the man's back with a complicated expression, just now, when Wuchen Yi was injured, she thought that she had touched this man, and he was closer than ever, and her heart was indescribably happy.

At this moment, I realized that it might just be wishful thinking.

She had never walked into this man, on the contrary, they had long since moved away before they knew it.

Is she doing this just because she is unwilling, or is it because she is used to love?

She couldn't tell the truth, if she could go back in time, she would wish she didn't know Wuchenyi, she didn't know this man.

Such a sudden realization made her look faint. She really did as he wished, no longer asked, did not interfere, just watched quietly, like an outsider.

On this side, Blackeye was still fighting with countless pieces of paper, slashing fire, water attack, and even dispatching the legendary lightning and thunder rune paper, but still couldn't destroy these pieces of paper.

They are like maggots attached to the bones, they keep haunting him, they have to stick to him.

He wouldn't sit still, jumping and jumping to get out of the way.

Pieces of paper follow you and you can't get rid of them. However, apart from this sticky, the paper doesn't seem to have much effect.

The black eyes were soon wrapped in pieces of paper, and they formed a large round ball, jumping and jumping in the mountains and forests.

Xiao Wan got the order of the dustless clothes, she would not be lazy, and beckoned the remaining few maids, each of whom took out an iron chain several zhang long, kept throwing it out and intertwined with each other, forming a huge net in mid-air, and surrounded it against the big paper ball.

The black eyes in the paper ball did not have a clairvoyant eye, he could not see this, but he felt that his front foot was still struggling, and his hind foot was dragged and walked on the ground.

"Old Zamao, if you have the ability to let me go, I want to fight you alone. ”

"Let me out!"

"Ahhh......h

......

The black-eyed clamor could be heard at first, but then it was completely silenced, and it was so easily dragged away by the maids, and as for what they would do to him there, they had no way of knowing.

In the meantime, they can't stay any longer, and they are ready to leave.

Wulinzi looked at the men and women who were still paralyzed on the ground, and roared angrily, "Hurry up, stay here, do you want to die?"

The man trembled and helped the woman to stand up, they were just ordinary people, although they didn't know what happened, but they were safe for the time being, and they still knew this.

"Little Linzi, you can go with us!" the man looked at Wulinzi expectantly.

Wulinzi waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, I'm busy, how can I take care of you." Hurry up and get out, don't let me see you, otherwise, I will also follow the example of my ancestor and lock you all up with pieces of paper. ”

Wu Linzi said fiercely, in fact, he himself doesn't know such advanced Taoism, only some low-level formations, such as the maze of "ghosts hitting the wall", can only trap children who are about the same age as him, and no matter how big they are, he can't do anything about them.

After all, he hadn't been practicing for a few years, so how could he be compared to a monk like Lao Zu who had cultivated for thousands of years.

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